The Autumn of Our Souls

While we were waiting for the Winter, wondering,
Our minds wandered to old cold and bitter things,
Darkened by the unforgotten signs left behind
By long since dethroned kings and queens.

And while we whisper through the wonder of the Fall
Wowed by the fit and fill, strength of kiss and thrill
Seasons past sweep us through the crashing of it all...
The consecrated crowns harshly smashed at will.

The end of Summer brought together a cool breeze
Through sticky weather, we met and were surprised
That such a palace could be as which we surmised
Not forgetting the old brought lies, fear, and disguise

Spring was a sick and spindly thing, remiss of warmth
pushed to a new land, expelled from kingdom old
Not yet met, we reflected near family hearth
gazing at a future we assumed, holds only cold

But once, if only if, we stay and wait for winter.
We will realize scars are harsh, dark and deep.
But we have promises to keep, miles to fulfill
And we will wait for winter's will.

Together still.